5
Oct
Across the Skies
The sky darkens when you’re not here,
as a cloud in the shape of love is drawn
With the words I so fail to speak,
and the letters that litter the sky of dawn Read the rest of this entry »
Tags: love
6
Dec
The Unpoled Flag
From the day we were born it was wrong or right
It was always black and white, gray was not in sight
The older we got, the more gray came into play
and it was left for us to decide, which color to portray Read the rest of this entry »
18
Sep
The Solitary Reaper
BEHOLD her, single in the field,
Yon solitary Highland Lass!
Reaping and singing by herself;
Stop here, or gently pass! Read the rest of this entry »
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul. Read the rest of this entry »
Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone.
For the sad old earth must borrow it’s mirth,
But has trouble enough of its own. Read the rest of this entry »
12
Sep
Days
Day one, I looked up and caught her eyes
and there she stood with her lips apart
I couldn’t help but hold that stare
and feel the warmth in me all but spare Read the rest of this entry »
Tags: love
12
Sep
Born Free
Inspired by Andy William’s “Born Free” and Dexter
Born free from the human spree,
from the ebbing of the tides
With a soul set free,
and to nothing it abides Read the rest of this entry »
from the ebbing of the tides
With a soul set free,
and to nothing it abides Read the rest of this entry »
12
Sep
As the Ship Sets Sail
Pull up your anchor and put up your sails
For tonight i promise, my heart will not fail
and i will not be there to hail
say goodbye, ‘fore your ship sets sail… Read the rest of this entry »
12
Sep
Sweet November
Sweet November you’ve got me remembering,
all the good times and bad times this year had brought
And all the memories we had so ferociously sought,
from the days and nights that the seasons just forgot Read the rest of this entry »
11
Sep
Cool to be Blue
Lately, I’ve been running into a lot of young people who seem to think that it’s somehow cool to act depressed and mentally ill, like it sets them apart from others and make them more interesting. Calling themselves freaks, crazies, and others. Now I’m not sure whether it’s the movies they watch, music they listen to, or their society at large that makes them think this way, but there’s one thing I know for sure, that mentally ill patients do not go about boasting their condition, on the contrary, they hide it and seek medical help. Another thing I know, is that when someone tends to assume this state, it usually catches up with them sooner or later, and they will then know for sure that there’s nothing special about mental illness and insanity.
Anyhow, here is a poem I wrote about this. Read the rest of this entry »
Anyhow, here is a poem I wrote about this. Read the rest of this entry »
Tags: depression, hope, suicide